One word: Why?
Another word: No.
I don't know Kevin Ollie at all. He might be a nice, upstanding guy. Might kiss babies and pet dogs and walk little old ladies across the street. But Kevin Ollie is as slow as I am. And, trust me on this, that's pretty darn slow.
After being in attendance for both games over the weekend -- a completely wretched performance against Portland that required many beers to get through and a better effort against Houston -- all I want to see is more Bobby Brown. He's quick, he can get into the lane, he makes adequate decisions, he forces the defense to react and, in turn, get out of position.
While he freaks me out because he looks a little too much like McCants with the head band, arm sleeve and that he wears No. 1, I like me some Bobby Brown. He did some nice things in garbage time against Portland and he was clearly the Wolves best point guard against Houston.
A quick check of the Popcorn Machine shows Ollie at minus-14 against the Rockets and Brown at only minus-2. So, large man with the bad sweater collection, can I have more Bobby Brown please. It really is My Prerogative.
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